No kidding. It's a double shit moment if he's ever seen one, at least from her perspective.

"I didn't just come from anywhere," he tells her grimly, folding his arms across his chest. The alley part was true-- at least, it lined up with what he remembered, even if they were thinking of different instances. He'd seen a lot of alleys in his time.

"Been stuck here coming up on two years. Seen people come and go with no control or say over either. Last thing I remember from back home was swinging up onto the back of a dragon, but that fight feels like ages ago now." Even if two years was a drop in the bucket to a guy like him. "We've got a lot of catching up to do."